It always starts with one drink

I met Zayn Malik at a pub when I was 18, and he has been my life ever sense. I wouldn't have it any other way and I'm happy to be falling in love next to my best friends and "the boys". I want to have that happy ending, even if this all started with one drink.

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6. Sheet Music

~Meredith's POV~

I woke up to Zayn's arms wrapped around me, his shirt on the ground.'Did we do anything last night? No we didn't I remember, we had some drinks and went to the beach. It was freezing but fun. I fell asleep in the car and then I woke up on the couch, Zayn must have sat down with me and fell asleep. Yes that must be it'. I unwrapped Zayn's arms and got up. I was freezing without his body heat next to me, I pulled the blanket up around him. My dress was still damp from last night. I walked around his flat. There was a large kitchen to my left and a small bathroom to my right. I walked towards the glass steps that led up to the second floor, where I found a master bedroom with a big bathroom inside it, a small laundry room one door down.  In the door after that there was a little office looking thing, with sound proof padding on the walls and guitars, a drum set and a triangle that had been set on the table. Sheet music was spread all over a counter the ran along the wall on the left side of the room. Some with lyrics that had been hand written which had all of Zayn's parts highlighted. Others were print outs of some old songs and some new songs. After the office there was a small guest room with a bunk bed and two twin beds (probably for the rest of his band or maybe for family visits)  it had a bath room with a small sink, a toilet and a small shower. I walked out of that room and noticed that the end of the hall was opened up and led to a sun room above the kitchen where a big chair hung from the ceiling, some more guitars and other things hung there, a stereo stood over by the chair, and a big fluffy rug covered part of the floor. I slipped out of my dress and put it into the dryer in the laundry room. I ran into the master bed room which must have been Zayn's room. Pictures of his family, friends and band mates covered up the top of his dresser. In the dresser I found one of his shirts with Bob Marley on it. I slipped it on and looked at the mirror that was on his closet door. Luckily it covered my butt. I slipped on the red spandex shorts I had been wearing under the dress last night after they had been in the dryer. Walking back downstairs I didn't see Zayn, where did he go?

~Zayn's POV~
She wasn't there when my eyes opened. But her shoes were still at the door and I doubt she would get far without shoes on. But if she did leave the shoes I would be a distraction for me to see her again. What am I saying, come on Zayn don't go soft on yourself now. She is just another girl... Well not really, she isn't like any other girl I have ever met, she is so down to earth. The kind of girl that is too good for me. I need to clear my head. I got up and walked into the bath room turning on the sink. The cold running water came fast and I cupped my hands when some of the water went into my hands and splashing it onto my face. Grabbing the towel next to me I wiped the water off and turned the nob causing the water to stop. As I walked out I saw her sitting on the last stair leading up to my room. "You stayed" I tried to hide the excitement in my voice by making it sound questioning. She saw right through me, "I'm not the kind of girl who packs up and leaves before the guy is awake. It doesn't settle right in my mind", Would it be so bad if I was falling for this girl, I know we just met but, something about her just makes me want her to be mine, speaking of which, I looked up as if noticing what she was wearing for the first time, "Is that mine?" I smirked as she blushed attempting to hide her face from me, "Yes" she replied sweetly looking up at me. 

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